Yan Wanqing drew her long sword and said to them, "Go see if the horses are still there. I'll hold them off later, and you take the princess and escape first."
At that moment, Li Chengyuan heard the noise, frowned, and slowly opened her eyes, "What are you making noise about in the middle of the night? Will you let others sleep?"
Having jostled on horseback all day, she didn't understand how these people still had the energy to make such a fuss.
Anger was etched on Li Chengyuan's face.
"No more useless talk," Yan Wanqing whispered sharply, "When I tell you to run, you run fast."
"Run from what?" Li Chengyuan didn't understand the situation for a moment.
A soldier pointed outside the window.
Li Chengyuan's face, which had regained some color from sleep, instantly turned deathly pale.
The wolf pack had found them.
She counted roughly and saw there were more than twenty.